Usually, these Black Iron Battle Forts under the sea do not require human operation.

But once you enter the wartime state, you only need to use a Black Iron Battle Fort to control all battles on the network in all directions.

In other words, Black Iron Battle Fort has an autonomous defense function, but it is also possible to switch from automatic mode to manual mode.

Long Hao brought Zhen Wen and the four of them from Xiajia, with their fundamental purpose being to let them enter the Black Iron Battle Fort and truly feel their strong control in the Arctic Ocean at close range.

When the country was established, Long Hao said: "Whenever a ship wants to pass through the Arctic Ocean, it must report to the Alchemy Kingdom and be allowed, otherwise all consequences will be borne by one's own consequences!"

This sentence is not a big cowhide with empty mouths and white teeth!

Looking at the vivid images, Zhen Ban kept sighing: "Tsk tsk, it's so amazing, you can see the enemy's dynamics! We will definitely win this guard battle!"

It is indeed a sure win. Although it has not been opened so far, this comfortable feeling of being able to see the other party's underwear can indeed give people confidence in winning.

A guard battle?

Hey, it's annihilation war!

Long Hao smiled slightly and stopped making a sound.

The image did not last long and disappeared from the wall panel in about three minutes.

After the light disappeared, the boy named Benas also pulled his hand from the machine slot with a pale face, found a stool, and sat on it, panting.

Benas is one of the alchemy apprentices whom Breeze brought to the source island to pioneer.

Through practice, these alchemist apprentices have learned how to use the energy converted from gold to convert trout to manipulate the underwater battle castle.

However, the Black Iron War Fort in the continental shelf is easy to control, but this Black Iron War Fort belongs to a super defense network and has different controls.

Because he arrived in a hurry after receiving Long Hao's order, he didn't carry much of the trout when he swallowed gold and converted to trout. Therefore, in the demonstration just now, Benas used the amount of energy he had accumulated with hard work. After only a short time, he was almost exhausted.

The breeze sent Benas back to rest. This time he brought all the alchemist apprentices under his command to win the battle against Britain with "manpower" when the number of trout swallowed gold was insufficient.

After a short rest, the image of the British fleet reappeared. At this time, the one who operated the machine had become ten alchemist apprentices. Like Benas, they put their hands into the slots of the machine, with a deep face, slightly closed their eyes, and said nothing.

This is a test for this group of alchemy apprentices. It is also a training. The breeze stands aside, concentrates and is ready to take action at any time.

He knew that this was also a test for Long Hao to see if he, the principal, could lead the alchemy seedlings he taught and win this war that had inherently gained the advantage of intelligence.

"Report, there are two minutes left, the main force of the enemy fleet will enter the 'Jiangwu District'. The area can include twelve battleships and forty-nine patrol boats. May I ask, do you want to launch a defensive attack?"

A staff member next to him suddenly said loudly.

Let me add that the row of machines is not all "projection equipment" with only slots. One of the machines is only one meter high, just like a table, and the desktop displays simple dynamic graphics, which is simple and simple, but it clearly marks the defense network layout of the Black Iron War Fort around the Source Island.

It can be seen from this image full of colorful moving small squares. There are 88 Black Iron Battle Forts (Sea) around the Source Island, covering a range of nearly one million square meters. This range is divided into sixty-six areas.

The area is marked by the heavenly stems and earthly branches. Of course, this marking is not available on the image, and it all depends on the memory of the "picture viewer".

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, two minutes later, a group of small blocks representing the British local fleet will enter the Sino-Japanese War area, and this year also happens to be the Sino-Japanese War Year!

Weifeng asked the photo viewer: "If you let it go, when will the next attack be done?"

The picture viewer quickly scanned the 'desktop' and replied: "Then you have to wait until twenty minutes before you have a better chance. However, that is the Dinghai area, which is very close to the source island, and there will be certain risks when intercepting it."

Weifeng knew that this time the battle against the British sea was a safe and pollution-free victory, so he no longer hesitated and immediately issued an order: "Okay, launch a defensive attack on the enemy in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895. Hum, give these British people who did not listen to the warning to try it!"

Breeze is now the supreme commander. After his order, the staff immediately became busy, and the ten alchemist apprentices began to increase their efforts to output alchemy energy. Next to them, several alchemist apprentices on standby also rolled up their sleeves and were ready to replace their companions who had spent their energy.

The wall panel opposite, which had already darkened, was hit by the dazzling golden light again and lit up.

The vast scene of the British local fleet sailing on the sea appeared in front of everyone in the Battle Fort again.

...

The British local fleet sailing on the Arctic Ocean was completely unaware that it had "left away", especially the royal-produced Rear Admiral Clayhall, who was even more unaware that the crisis had arrived.

At this moment, he was still worried about the smog that could not be dispelled. It was obvious that there had been signs of fading before, but since the hazy battleship that "spokenly spoke" left, the fog has become more and more obscured, as if London was on fire in winter. The wet fog was filled with the dust that stuffed nose and the palpitations of death...

"Captain, the fog does not dissipate, we cannot settle the location of the Source Island!"

The subordinate's report became increasingly clear and filled the heart.

"If you can't stop, search for me, carpet-style spiral search. Anyway, the source island is within twenty nautical miles nearby, so I don't believe it. In two days, we have so many warships, can't find an island? It's an island, not a bird, so we can't fly with wings!"

Clayhall's temper was very violent, and his fierce voice made his subordinates shudder. He quickly lowered his head and retreated in a hurry.

Perhaps due to the influence of the mist, Clayhall has not been able to determine the location of the source island until now.

The information and ocean maps I had before seemed to have all been ineffective. In the Arctic Ocean, which was not even familiar with the British army, they lost their way. To find a small island, they were simply looking for a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, no matter how it changes, the distance between the local fleet from the source island will not change too much. Using the current location as the center of the circle and conducting an elliptical-scattered carpet search is the stupidest and most practical way.

In two days, Clayhall asked himself how he could afford it. In two days, what kind of storms can the Alchemy Kingdom cause?

But things in the world are so unpredictable. Clayhall was still giving the Alchemy a breath of breath as if he was gifted, but who would have thought that the threat of death had quietly come.

In the Black Iron Battle Fort, the breeze's face was as solemn as a knife, and a cold thud in his mouth and teeth: "Do it!"

It was almost a few seconds delayed, and the British local fleet, which was several nautical miles away, immediately encountered the first wave of attacks from the Black Iron War Fort super defense system!

Just at this moment, the main force of Clayhall's fleet had just stepped into the Sino-Japanese War Zone...

Jiawu District, transformed into a minefield!

Under the sea water, two black iron battle forts several nautical miles apart are connected to each other, and a shock wave that is hard to see in the naked eye but can be manifested in the sea water. It is generated on the connection line between the two battle forts.

As soon as this shock wave appeared, it brought about an endless torrent under the sea, like a thousand-ton shell, hitting hard at the bottom of a British battleship!

Its speed was so fast and its source was so hidden that the poor battleship was hit hard without any reaction.

In an instant, this battleship of more than 5,000 tons, like a toy in a child's bathtub, soared into the sky, and the hull exploded into pieces in the gushing sea pillars.

After this unlucky battleship was bombed ten meters high, the explosion flames in the hull would eject. It was clearly during the day, but it also burned the sky to a very dazzling light!

The incident happened too quickly. The British warship next to him was completely shocked in the face of such a disaster without warning, and was out of service and could not say a word.

At this moment, there seemed to be only the rumbling and explosion of the battleship, the surging sound of the sea pillars, and the faint screams of the crew members in the entire sea area.

Needless to say, the chances of the crew on this battleship's crew are already very small. Not to mention whether they will be killed by the bomb, just watch the ship fall from a height of dozens of meters, and the people inside will be smashed into meat pies!

In a blink of an eye, the unlucky battleship had fallen back to the sea, smashing huge waves, and almost formed a vortex on the spot. The powerful suction force seemed to sweep the friendly ship next to it.

It was not until this time that many ships from the British local fleet reacted, and various screams came from their throats.

"What's going on? What's going on? Have you been attacked by an enemy?"

"I don't know, oh, hurry up and get the gunner in place, patrol boats, what are those damn patrol boats doing? The attack from the seabed must be those sinister and cunning submarine mice!"

"Did the sonar react? What, no, then who can tell me why the Frederi was bombed into the sky?"

...

Without any surprises, the British soldiers who reacted took the tragic encounter of the Frederi as a sneak attack by a submarine. They saw them command their respective warships and quickly entered the first-level combat readiness state in panic. The anti-submarine patrol boat also raised its motors like crazy and fired small torpedoes around them without any brains.

Whether the TM has discovered an enemy or not, clean up the surroundings of the accident site first!

However, this reckless behavior almost injured several warships closest to the Frederi, which of course caused another crying sound!

"We need to find the enemy! Also, send someone to save the crew of the Frederi..."

Before Clayhall's order was issued, an astonishing scene appeared again: a ship, which was at least dozens of warships from the Frederi, suddenly blisters emerged around it!

This ship is sinking!

With the reminder of the commander next to him, Clayhall found the ship that had sunk for no reason in the group, but after a few seconds, the deck of the ship had sunk below the sea level!

"What's going on? That's the Buckingham, why did it sink? Come and ask!"

Clayhall's face turned like he had swallowed a few pounds of stinky Xiang, his eyes were bulging, and his stomach was full of evil fire that he could not vent!

In less than a minute, the two main warships disappeared?

But what about the shadow of the enemy?

I didn't even see the root hair!

Playing with people?!

"Guru..."

After Clayhall finished roaring, he found that the messenger next to him did not move at all, just swallowed his saliva. For a moment, he burst into evil fire and kicked him hard: "What are you still standing there? The messenger. Do you want me to throw you into the sea and swim over and ask... Hum?"

The messenger did not resist and was kicked far away by the rampage Clayhall, hitting the corner of the wall, and blood was leaking from his mouth, but his eyes were still straight and he looked in one direction.

"Oh my god, my god. How is this possible! Cough cough cough..."

The messenger coughed and howled in despair with the expression of seeing Christ crucified.

The messenger was so abnormal that Clayhall was stunned and turned his head to look in that direction. He suddenly became like a messenger!

Is that the end of the world, O Christ?

In the direction Clayhall looked, there were more than thirty warships of various types, arranged in a straight line, including six main iron armored battleships!

Now, they are like melting icebergs, beginning to sink to the bottom of the sea one by one like scales on the piano! Just like these scales are broken, and after pressing, they can no longer rise!

A straight line of warships sank?!

Oh, what kind of disaster is this!?

It's simply inexplicable!
To be continued...